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Show VOL. I. Hsssii, Wasatch Cou&rvv Utah, Monday., Arui'i; ,6 ' 189 TNo..1 4 4 4b iWiiiriiinigmnwWKwiniiimrwi deck looking out, and ' that ways on ,' didn!t make Ids temper any the sweeter, as you may think. So that very evening, when t the cabin' boy had displeased himinsome way, what does he do but tell the men to sling him up into the rigging and tie him hand and foot to the mast.' But the cou ards nxge soon paid for i hey were so busy tortheir cruelty. menting the poor lad that none of them had noticed how the sky. was darkening to winu ward; and all at once, a. sepal! came d ova upon them as suddenly as the cut ot a whip. In a moment tie sea ali ruuna W's like a boiling pot, and crash went die slop over on her side, amlboth the masts went by the board (fell down into the sea, that is), Carrying. the boy with .them . It was just as well ior poor Harry that he bad been tied to the mast, otherwise the sea would have swept him like a straw. Even as it was, he was almost stifled by the bursting of the waves over his head. He was still peering into the darkness to try if lie could see anything of the ship, when there came a tremendous crash and a terrible cry. and then dead silei'fcC. The vessel bad been, dashed upon a. coral break: reef and stove in, and the sea, ' had her, over every away swept ing man on board. r HEBER fHE '. - '. : ;. - -- - - HERALD. : ' . '. Editor and Manager. Entered at Heber Postofficc, as second class mail matter. A Hatch Jr, I -. A SUBSCRIPTION PRICES. Thre:: Months. .;.... Six Months .;. . :V. . . TO u tr - -- SW! ..$0.25 ' ..50.50 ..$1.00 THEPOR TRAIT OF AN UNKNOWN. . - " i1' r - E50SY. cheeks and lips of cherry, . Earnest ey;s that seem to say, Car I trust you? and then swiftly Yes I may. Smile tlieir answer A -- - - j Do those cheeks eer flush witth anger? Pout those lips in sad disdain? 4 Swell those eyes with sullen . tear-drop- s As the bursting clouds with rain? Youth hould not be sad, but merry; Buoyant hope should wrath oeguile. Sulks become not lips of cherry, Such bright eyes were made to 'smile.' , , , dont believe that oer thee s ewr lower; Brooding Pr at least thy fiercest anger But I storm-cloud- Never lasted half an hour. f - HE , .... TO THE MA S T. "Of course the Captain had to' be al- - TIED - 4 One Year... , . -- . . a-w- ay |